Two years ago, I was a comfortably stealth, masc guy. I had a full beard, thick body hair, I only wore clothes that flattered my masculinity and only referred to my downstairs bits as my cock and my cunt. I'd never shaved or trimmed my chest or belly hair, I was on the path to phalloplasty and I only ever referred to myself as a transgender male.

Now... I'm a completely changed person.

I keep my face and body smooth. I LOVE wearing padded sports bras that make it look like I still have tits. I love showing off my pretty pink pussy, being called a good girl, being seen as the feminine object for men's pleasure I was born to be.

This all just started as a kink and now I don't even take testosterone anymore! I'm not pursuing a hysterectomy anymore - I wanna carry a baby now, and that used to be a real nightmare scenario for me.

I bought my first pair of panties last week - its the first time I've worn them in over a decade, not since I came out when I was 13.

I've asked my irl friends to use both he/him and she/her pronouns for me. I can't even call myself a man anymore.

I really think now all I need is a man in my life to help speed things up... I've started down the path, I should be a wife, I should have a dominant male who encourages me to be pretty and cute and have babies like a good girl should.

Thank you to the people who've messaged me to get me off and help me associate pleasure and fun with being feminine!